There was a period in my life when I often wrote the words to a song by the Yachts on bathroom walls.
“I wouldn’t climb any mountain for you
Ford every stream
That’s a daft thing to do
Because I’m cynical cynical cynical
Through and through.”
That’s a clever but obvious turn on Climb Every Mountain, but is it worth the effort? Almost certainly not.
In hindsight, for any graffiti I wrote, I was an ass.
From the current perspective, this is a pretty weak new wave song with a cleverly cynical lyric (and energetic Farfisa organ). I loved this song enough to write it on bathroom walls. That doesn’t reflect well on me.
I hope this works.